Release Blitz: Sweet Torment by Georgia Cates

My head keeps trying to convince my
heart, but both know it’s a damn lie.

It’s her face I see every time I
close my eyes.

It’s her lips I long to kiss.

It’s her touch I crave in the dark.

She’s the one I love … but wanting
Claudia is wrong.

She’s been like a little sister to me
since the day she was born. Now, everything between us is
changing—including the special bond we’ve always shared. It’s
stronger than ever … and becoming something so different. Something
so hot. Something so forbidden.

My little dove is growing up.

Doesn’t matter how wrong it is, I
can’t stop wanting her.

I will have her.

Claudia—

Bram Windsor. I have loved him my
entire life.

For years, I was nothing more than one
of the boys to him. Owen’s little sister. The pest who tagged along
everywhere the boys went. But now, everything has changed.

I’ve grown up and it’s time Bram
sees me for what I am. A woman. A sexual being who wants him. A
virgin more than ready to give herself to him.

I don’t care what our friends or
family say. I love him and everything about being together feels
right.

“Duke!” I turn when I hear Claudia
squeal my special nickname. One look is all it takes. I no longer
have to wonder what Rivers meant.

Claudia’s thick, dark hair is longer.
She’s always worn it in braids or slicked back into a ponytail
through the hole in the back of her ball cap, but tonight it’s
hanging in loose curls. Long, lush eyelashes surround aquamarine
magnets—the same eyes I’ve seen no less than a million times, but
I can’t stop staring at them. It’s as though I’m seeing them
for the first time.

The red top she’s wearing is sexy as
fuck––one of those where it comes up and around the neck, leaving
her shoulders and back completely exposed. Damn, damn, daaamn.
Her perky tits and protruding nipples look like nothing less than
perfection pressing against the thin fabric.

It’s possible I’m drooling a little
as my eyes scan her mile-long legs from her ankles all the way up to
the curvy hips she’s showing off in tight skinny jeans. I
swear to God those tits and curves weren’t there the last time I
saw her. I would have noticed.

Her shoes piss me off. Fuck-me pumps.
She has no business wearing anything like those.

Who is this hot, beautiful woman who
has replaced Claudia Laine Bliss?

I was six when she was born; I’ve
known this girl all her life and most of mine. Since the time she
could walk, she spent her days chasing Owen, Rivers, and me. Always
slower. Always weaker. Always so soft, sweet, and delicate. She’d
have chosen death over admitting a single one of those facts back in
the day. But we didn’t care. She was Owen’s baby sister.

Our little Claud.

That was then and this is now. And our
little Claud isn’t so little anymore.

She rushes toward me and leaps into my
arms, same as she has for years, with her legs wrapped around me. But
this time feels different. My dick immediately recognizes the changes
in her, too. The fucker spasms and comes to full attention when her
body collides with mine.

The exposed skin on her neck and
shoulders calls out to me like a siren. A seductress. A fucking
temptress. Touch me, Bram. Kiss me. Lick me. You know you want
to.

What. The. Fuck.

No, no, no. Every thought going through
my head about her right now is wrong. So many kinds of
wrong. This is our little Claud. My best friend’s baby
sister. Not some random chick I’ll bang and abandon before morning.

Still wrapped around me, she holds my
shoulders and leans away so we’re face to face. So close I could
kiss her. “I’ve missed you so much. I’m very upset with you for
staying away so long.”

“You know I was taking extra classes
so I could graduate early.”

“I know…but you didn’t come back
to see me. Not even once.” Her pouty bottom lip protrudes and it
reminds me of the face she used to make as a child when she wanted
her way. Except this time it’s hot as fuck. I want to suck
that lip into my mouth. Maybe even bite it.

“I didn’t do much of anything for
the last five months except study. But it was worth every weekend I
spent with my head in a book; I’m finished for good.”

She slides down my body and her crotch
rubs my cock—no, make that my hardening cock. I will it
to stop but it’s a dick. It can’t not respond to the
touch of a woman. Especially when that woman is this hot.

Shit, I hope she can’t tell that she
made me hard.

Even more so, I hope Owen and Rivers
can’t tell that she made me hard. They would kill me.

Georgia resides in rural Mississippi
with her wonderful husband, Jeff, and their two beautiful daughters.
She spent fourteen years as a labor and delivery nurse before she
decided to pursue her dream of becoming an author and hasn’t looked
back yet.

When she’s not writing, she’s
thinking about writing. When she’s being domestic, she’s
listening to her music and visualizing scenes for her current work in
progress. Every story coming from her always has a song to inspire
it.